... here, where the gaze is stopped everywhere, the whole earth is designed so that the face turns upward and the gaze implores. Oh! I hate this world where we are reduced to God.

I had been right I was still right I was always right. I had lived my life one way and I could just as well lived it another. I had done this and I hadn t done that. I hadn t done this thing and I had done another. And so?

I do not want to believe that death is the gateway to another life. For me, it is a closed door. I do not say it is a step we must all take, but that it is a horrible and dirty adventure.

Every minute of life carries with it its miraculous value, and its face of eternal youth.

By definition, a government has no conscience. Sometimes it has a policy, but nothing more.

The look of success, when it is worn a certain way, would infuriate a jackass.

When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune.